on the yard or in the dorm Cats in prison who expecting me to represent for 'em I never let you down I'mma shine on sight Keep your mind on your grind
the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good now It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down Fire below me, now the
I don't give a fuck what I said on a track Niggas know me better than that Niggas I could neva be wack My money way to ahead of you cats So I'm going
to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the block twice In they Roleys they rock ice, to get they hit on Bitches dyin to get on, suck a dick or get shit on
me, girl When the cats come out the bats come out to play When the cats come out the bats come out to play The dawn is here, be gone, be on your way When the cats
Under dark waters the light glows In the eyes of cats at night it shows All pain and sorrow left behind And through the darkness my love shines A thousand
're desperately trying to save so I'll just live on wine and water my vines and sleep on the wind with the fires right behind and sing on the beaches
m coming true giving the home girls what they desire Rockin' in the dance hog I'm on them top I'm more fire (ahhhhh) My style makes it higher, crisp bootys
end up back in the hood, I'm like, '**** it then' I'm back in the hood, they like, 'Hey Nas' Blowin' on purp', reflectin' on they lives Couple of fat cats
remember eatin' Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds (do it a) Jelly shoes, hair braided wit 1000 beads (let's do it again) Mama sittin' on the porch 'till the lights come on
top Stapleton, New Brighton, and West Brighton the harbor Connect, me for vet, Don King and a tech Thug cats'll get done up on black man's sun up Cap
couple of low blows to the nuts, on ringside was as a giant du-els Send your Barb for this fuckin jew On a Wire He couldn't chessbox that's when he reached
den Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats
on roc when the Mobb walks in shit gets hot like a ill potty grill spilled on you Spit fire with nines but never squealed on you I understood you
like acid When I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the block I'll be glockin' till I drop, a deuce deuce On my boots, wit the chocolate, on top I
come around me wit it You still rockin hickies, don't let me find out he did it Got My Eyes on the Tiger, Eyes on the Prize Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Blige, imagin on
[Common] Yo.. I don't know what was on y'all niggaz birds(?) to go up to the boat - and start robbin old folks Now see you done messed with the wrong
simultaneously] Hotter than most dudes From left to right, on top and below you Flow like the coastals, move like smoke do -I'm Diverse- these other cats
